| Feed the fire
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| Until it expires
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| Feed the fire
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| Until it expires
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| Callous enemies, abandon sanity
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| Villains of vanity, design a life so clearly unstable
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| Dead remnants left adrift. |
| Red rivers fill the rift
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| Poisonous pools emit an atmosphere just barely not fatal
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| Seven billion leeches
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| Squirming towards extinction
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| Tremendous fucking casualties
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| Of the human condition
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| Seven billion leeches
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| Squirming towards extinction
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| Tremendous fucking casualties
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| Of the human condition
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| All your material things mean nothing when the bulbs burn out
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| All your material dreams mean nothing when the bulbs burn out
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| All the oil and blood will seep back into the mud when the bulbs burn out
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| Will you see what you’ve done as it comes undone when the bulbs burn out
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| Feed the fire
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| Until it expires
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| Feed the fire
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| Until it expires |